The Unraveling - It Rises

She'd barely been paying attention when the beast lashed out, hitting her shoulder at just the right angle to leave the limb hanging uselessly at her side. She was no stranger to pain so only a hiss left her lips and her brain worked on autopilot to build a wall around it. No need, it seemed as she was seemingly swarmed by people wanting to help. She shied back from the stranger and Vendrick intervened, stepping in close to grasp the limb. She bit back on her teeth, fighting the urge to flinch away only barely, bile burning the back of her throat.

But the sudden relief as the joint popped back into place made her dizzy. She retched and took a step back shaking her limb to test the seating and make sure she still had feeling in her paw. If she kept moving, it shouldn't swell up on her yet. Not with all this adrenalin coursing through her system. "Thanks," she offered shakily, though whether it was for putting her limb back into place or for stopping the stranger from touching her, she wasn't quite sure which was the greater relief.

She tentatively put weight on the limb and then looked to Vendrick with a nod. She was fine. "If we could get t'th'beach..." But it was such a precarious path to take with the worm flailing about. "Any downed logs sharp enough ter skewer it with?" Her seafoam gaze swept over the cliff top, "Or a big rock loose enough ter shove?"

"speech"